Word: sips
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...room had been moved to Philadelphia's Museum of Art (to which Mrs. Rice willed it), but the goings-on might well have furrowed Mrs. Rice's brow. For 500 socialites crowded in among the priceless bric-a-brac, to munch chicken a la king and sip punch. No damage was done. But ordinary visitors will not be allowed to scuff across the room's Savonnerie carpet, made for Louis XIV, or sit in its superbly upholstered chairs. From behind ropes the public will view these and the Sevres porcelain, the Boucher tapestries, the rich Louis...
...Soviet Russia. The talks begin in November. Everyone knows how they are going to come out-as they always have, with a compromise which two fishermen could reach in an hour's talk. But for as much as six months, representatives of the two countries bow deeply, sip tea, shake heads, pound tables, grin, frown, embrace, clench fists-throughout standing thunderously firm on impossible demands. Then, the day the first silvery smolts begin to run in the bitter waters off Sakhalin Island, the diplomats find themselves in sudden agreement, and sign...
...annual beer-hall speech has been secret; but this time it was broadcast. For 57 minutes Herr Hitler let them have it (see p. 22). At 9:01 he stepped down from the rostrum and briefly passed among his followers. Usually on these occasions he has sat down to sip beer and swap yarns until wee hours, but this time he left the hall after just nine minutes. With him went every prominent Nazi in the place...
...only is Mr. Rubenstein's exhibition a successful one, but in its presentation its sponsors have hit upon a valuable function of the House common room. Informality is the essence of the show. The undergraduate can sip coffee and converse at the same time as he enjoys Mr. Rubenstein's work, and surely this is the truest spirit of art, not forced upon one stiffly from museum walls, but blended into normal and everyday surroundings...
...stood in a large hall in Moscow one night last week and spoke with the dry air of a professor giving a lecture he has delivered several times before. He talked in a drowsy monotone, occasionally taking long pauses to sip mineral water. No foreign newspapermen were present. No radio apparatus was set up. The speech was dreadfully long. But when the session was over and official typewritten copies were handed out, correspondents rushed to cables and telephones...